This is a song about "Moving to texas"

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Screw north west, i’m moving down to the south park, call me stan marsh/

But he will never stop, moving his way across the job up to the top

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

Moving on to better things, to better us, it better bring

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Hands start to quake, breath shakes as im moving in for my prize

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Yet to be moving like a 2 year old